DONTTRUSTME [ muke au ]

+ prolouge +

the white walls, white halls, white faces I know. everything's white and all in a blur. nothing out of the ordinary. preppy kids, same uniforms, no expression. creativity. or passion. until I met you. you added color. you created the fire and the passion. I can't understand why I like it. why I like everything I've been told against? yet you don't let me in. there's a wall. instead of white.. it's black. cold. heavy. i pound on it, trying to break it down. trying to build something better. hope, devotion...love. but I'm denied. no matter how relentless i am..im denied. i scream. cry. plead. beg. nothing works. again, denial. im stuck facing the darkness that i feared from the start. I don't want to lose my color. im terrified of losing the color that made me feel so special. i want the tears, i want the fights, i want the hurt. i want the unpredictability, the sudden emotion, the sudden feeling of importance. please don't make me go back to white walls, white halls, and the white faces.

( okay, hi! It's Lari. Yay, finally a story. I've already worked on some chapters so I can regularly update. :) WARNINGS: smut. swear words. )